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Thanks a lot Jameson :-) This is beautiful.For all who wish to read the poem,

“The room grew quiet and empty this morning.Drifted past traffic signals,turned in places with no road.The noise and air and city fell from your shoulders,the sun now breathing, look.There’s the roaring ship of being,the light broke out against the shore.Eyes like roses beaten petal red with seeing,the demolition of the moon.Past the buildings stripped to only goldand the hanging romance novels of the dead,hearing breaths unspokenin fields of silent telegraph poles.In the deep, the shallow and the rest,we walk.”

Ϣhat do you know about bugs? You know about lady bugs, beetles and bees.There are bugs in your carpet and bugs in your hair. There are millions and billions of bugs everywhere. They will eat up your trees, They will dig up your lawn. You can squash all you can, but they'll never be gone. They will dive in your food. They will hide in your bed. You will never get rid of your bugs, they are everywhere. So instead-- Ask them kindly not to bite. Do not wash them off, let them know you'll treat them right. Learn to love them. Show you care; You might as well-- They're everywhere. They are called bacteria, microbes, germs, artbugs etc. Artbugs do not have wings. They do not have stingers. They do not lay eggs. Do you think bugs eat eggs? the answer is blowin' in the wind!! Artbugs do no harm but If there is any sniffle and cough, feel free to tell the bug to bug off!But pls pls pls keep it alive. (edited version of an adapted text)